Posts Tagged writing life

Welcome to the Cruellest Month!

by Ron Hayes In the immortal words of one of my personal faves (and, clearly, MY miglior fabbro): Frisch weht der Wind Der Heimat zu, Mein Irisch kind, Wo Weilest du? And it’s true. Fresh winds are blowing. The cruellest month is upon us. And here we are again, one year later, one year older and, […]

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Contest Caveats: Tips to Keep You From Tilting at Windmills

As February marches inexorably toward the lions and lambs of March, we approach that time of year in which our honest and earnest Año Nuevo resolutions hit a wall and one of two things happens: we abandon our best intentions or, less often, we somehow find the strength to buckle down and redouble our efforts […]

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Unamused by the Muse

by Darlene Cah WRITER sits at a computer typing in a cluttered office. A single desk lamp illuminates the mess of books, papers, dirty dinner dishes, soda cans, etc. VOICE Hey! How about that story about the woman and the Flamenco guitar player?  (Writer shifts weight)  VOICE I think it has legs. (Writer hits keys […]

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A-Listers and B-Sides: When to Abandon Your Poems

by Ron Hayes The late French poet Paul Valery (1871-1945) is credited with having said, “A poem is never finished, only abandoned,” which, in my experience, is about as profound a concept as I can find. I think it’s true, art—and writing in particular—is often abandoned rather than completed, and regardless of whether it was […]

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Getting Out Of Bed

by Linda Escalera Price   You haven’t seen me for a while.  In fact, my blogmates haven’t seen me for a while. There’s a good reason.  Which turned into a lousy reason.  And the lousy reason lead to a downright pathetic reason. If you recall – or if you go dig in the archives – […]

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What’s your Excuse?

by Darlene Cah Being a creative type, I’m never at a loss for excuses. I can sit at my computer, ready to write, and suddenly, I’ll remember the cats need their nails trimmed. That’s the kind of year I had, though, some of my excuses were legitimate and considerably less entertaining than weeding my driveway. […]

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The Ins and Outs of Furthering My Craft

by Ron Hayes Like so many writers, my ability to engage in self-promotion is, at best, stunted; at worst, it’s almost criminal. At virtually every turn, in any eventuality, I find myself preferring—by far—to curl inward, engaging the internal locus of my writing instead of spending time and energy on the external demands of things […]

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The Performance or The Page? Poetry’s Great Schism

by Ron Hayes In the month or so since my last post, I had the pleasure of hosting a poetry reading to close out the local poetry contest I’d run over the summer. I invited all those who had entered a poem in the contest to come and read poem they’d entered along with one […]

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Finding Your Community of Writers

People in the arts, in general, are drawn to each other. We’re odd. We see the world from a different perspective. We’re observers. We’re sponges. And we need each other. But what is this sense of community and how do you find it? The Writer’s Social Life One aspect of community is simply being around […]

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Rejecting Rejection

I am the daughter of a Marine aviator.  I have two older brothers who were mean to me in the way older brothers are to younger sisters who want to tag along and do everything they do.   I began my career as a competitive athlete at age five. I have a tough skin. I spent […]

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